Pre-PMS, I Assume?
Lately, I've been doing nothing but yap about horrible things that's been pestering me lately and I'm not even close to having PMS yet. Also lately, I think I'm slowly morphing to a misanthrope and it's sad because I want to believe that there are still a number of people who are darlings and won't make it a point to ruin you, or anyone in particular.
But then here comes pesky people who go about reminding me why I'm not much of a people-person even if I don't look like one. I tell myself that one day, all this would pass; all those annoying and nosy people will exit my life someday.
Then your conscience churns and reminds you that life maybe crappy, but at least I was given the privilege to enjoy it amidst the chaos. Normally, I'd say bah to that, but the voice inside me has a point (suddenly I'm all schizo now. XD). Here I am, busying myself disliking a number of people when I can choose to focus on things that would help me grow, make me happy or remind me of my many blessings. Everything we do, even the way we feel, is a choice. We have all the options in the world, but its sad that we fail to realize that most of the time.
This isn't healthy anymore.
I was going to flood this entry with photos of my niece's birthday celebration, but my mood plummeted. Maybe tomorrow I'll be fine.
But then here comes pesky people who go about reminding me why I'm not much of a people-person even if I don't look like one. I tell myself that one day, all this would pass; all those annoying and nosy people will exit my life someday.
Then your conscience churns and reminds you that life maybe crappy, but at least I was given the privilege to enjoy it amidst the chaos. Normally, I'd say bah to that, but the voice inside me has a point (suddenly I'm all schizo now. XD). Here I am, busying myself disliking a number of people when I can choose to focus on things that would help me grow, make me happy or remind me of my many blessings. Everything we do, even the way we feel, is a choice. We have all the options in the world, but its sad that we fail to realize that most of the time.
This isn't healthy anymore.
I was going to flood this entry with photos of my niece's birthday celebration, but my mood plummeted. Maybe tomorrow I'll be fine.